I pack a bag and travel
Moving my body to another place
Another time
I am the same
I see sameness all around me in my holy books
In my ear plugs
For it is always a remembering
It is always a reminder
Of who I really am
Of what gifts I have to share in this world and
When there is love, it's clouds of endless
Beauty it's emotion and tears and remembering
It's hope it's meaning it's connection
I want to always remember
For up here on the plane
I am the same
I am the same when the rules of life
Barricade me inside a box which I was
Not born to fit it
Which christ teaching is my suffering
No
I have evolved to know I am my suffering
I become my own enemy punishing myself
For sins christ has already died for so I can share love
Those who have ears, let them hear
Those who have eyes let them see
Life is but a short chapter 3
How will I share my greatest gifts
My remembering
By living
By giving
By loving
I am the same
KMG
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